Poetry

Fumes and Flares: Poems by Uche Peter Umez

Aftermath

after all the seismic emotions
ruptured geophysics
my land remains a collage
of rusted pipes
collapsed rigs
stunted undergrowth
withered earth
and mushroomed waste…

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Compensation

for demolition of the iroko
erection of  a crisscross of pipes in the backyards

the Corporation built a modern market
some classroom blocks

set up a public tap
paved a major asphalt road

and the remnants
from the satchel of its charity

shared among the puzzled fathers
the listless mothers, the restless sons.

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Fumes and Flares

they say Lagos is crowded
choking
on industrial fumes

what if they can see
the flares smothering the air
in my land
oiling the Corporation.

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(c) Uche Peter Umez

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